B Didi The Fake Rapper

Yeah, yeah

B Didi in the building

But he ain't really spitting, uh

Yo B Didi, my guy, you think you got bars

But your flow so weak it won't take you far

You call yourself a rapper, that's a stretch for real

Your rhymes so basic, they ain't got no appeal, skrrt

You stay in the booth doing maimounan all day

Pretending you the next big thing, no way

Your verses sound like homework you didn't prepare

B Didi the fake rapper, walking on air, yeah

B Didi, B Didi, you ain't no rap star

You doing maimounan, won't get you far

B Didi, B Didi, your flow is a mess

But we still love you, homie, no stress, let's go

You record twenty takes just to get one line right

Your punch lines so soft, they don't even bite

You think you Drake but you sound like a broken tape

B Didi the pretender, making big mistakes, uh

Your ad-libs louder than your actual verse

Your career in rap? Man, that's a curse

But keep trying, my brother, one day you might learn

Till then we roasting you at every turn, no cap

B Didi, B Didi, you ain't no rap star

You doing maimounan, won't get you far

B Didi, B Didi, your flow is a mess

But we still love you, homie, no stress, sheesh

B Didi, keep dreaming, gang

Maybe one day, yeah

But today? Nah, it's lit